Zhao Yingying glanced coldly at Ye Chen and mocked, "Looking at the level of the man beside you, it's impossible for you to have such an invitation. I bet you picked up an invitation card from somewhere and, driven by vanity, decided to walk this passage."
In her overactive imagination, Zhao Yingying increasingly felt her assumptions were correct.
It's not forgetting to bring an ID card but rather not having one at all.
So, the two people must be trying to sneak through.
At this moment, Zhao Yingying's husband wished he could find a hole to crawl into upon seeing his wife make a fool of herself.
It's far too embarrassing.
People around were also gossiping.
"Unexpectedly, such a beautiful couple doesn't have an invitation and is trying to sneak through."
"Did they go the wrong way? But this woman talks too harshly."
"I feel this woman is too arrogant."
"Looks like she's simply jealous that the girl is prettier than her."
